With the little note book and pencil ceremonially passed on to
me by Bambi the previous hash, I was prepared for the write up of
this run, but digging deep into old discarded hash bags I finally
found my old Dictaphone. With a brush off and new batteries it was
ready for the big day.

A reasonable crowd including the Malibog brothers and a return
appearance by Dave, Mike and his girls, Rosie and Kate, swelled our
numbers to over 20 on this colourful autumnal day.

The usual welcome was made by the JMs and a photo shoot was requested with
Splasher in the front sporting his new cap. Then on to the hares, including
Alexandra who had helped. Warnings of a fish hook and a Russian symbol were
given and we were sent on our way to find the trail.

Splasher and I tried the other side of the road but were called back as
the trail went east up the hill into Ambersham Common. Luckily the JMs
were causing confusion leading the pack down a falsie which helped us to
catch up. Panda saw someone disappearing down a falsie at the next check,
only to find out when he returned that it was her husband. Maybe someone
should introduce him to her! With this and Panda admitting she didnt see
the three obvious blobs of flour on the bridge over the stream; I think
she should visit Specsavers.(Ed- Other good quality opticians are available)

Heading east then north we passed a path to the left just before a check.
Mussolini being convinced that it could not be that way led us past a flour
smiley face and on to .. nothing. After a while of scouting around we decided
that Mussolini was wrong again and we headed back and up the path on the left.

Over another stream where Snake Charmer got the worse of Splasher and Mussolini
having fun in the shiggy, then through the beech saplings until we were met by 4
disgruntled hashers, the last being Panda who was muttering that Flash wont do it
for her any more. I think she meant him not running back for her at the fish hook,
but make your own mind up!

A regroup in the bracken at a very misty view point before we went on across
the road into Heyshott Common. Then under the railway bridges and through the
wettest and shaggiest areas yet to the heather lined paths where the On-In was
found. Back to the chariots in 1hr 20mins.

The hash-it still being with Bika meant that Treefellers emergency toilet roll
was used as a replacement for the loo seat, this was awarded to Rosie for asking
the way. Thanks were given to the hares for a most enjoyable shiggy riddled run
and refreshments were taken yet again at The Unicorn.